Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

What about the picture of him with the Amish couple?

You just called me Emmett.

Now, where would that be?

Hey, Dad, where's the outlet?

Like a sexy young Amish lad.

It's not one of those difficult puzzles either, like the kitten with the marbles.

You make his beard a little blonder, you take away the black on stylish clothing, give him some snappy sportswear from Banana Republic, and you got me.

For at this point, I'm nothing but a lowly bastard hobo.

silent dog whistles.

George Washington dressed up as a woman.

It's a gay scarf.

You guys took a vacation to Pennsylvania Dutch country when Chris was a baby and took a souvenir picture of him with an Amish couple.

For the last time, I'm not Chris, I'm Emmett.

Pleasant dreams, dear.

But Mr. Peterson, don't you understand?

You know, the picture of Chris as a baby being held by an Amish couple.

Well, Chris, we just took that picture a second ago.

It's a picture of me as a baby with a couple of pilgrims.

I'm saying that the Petersons bought me from an Amish couple for $10,000 on the black market.

For the last time, I am not Chris.

Now would be a good time to murder him.

Look, if you're ever near the Pennsylvania Dutch country, why don't you look me up?

Mr. Peterson, you always crack me up.

Okay, for closes, then.

Don't you think they'll notice that you're missing?

Yeah, but it's that point two-thirds that's sending me back to the boonies.

You know, when it comes to money, it's like they're on another planet.